Hunnids

Marcus Fleming

I be thumbin' through that money
Countin' hunnid after hunnid
Countin' hunnid after hunnid
Countin' hunnid after hunnid
All this fuckin' and this suckin'
Got me nuttin' after nuttin'
Got me nuttin' after nuttin'
Got me nuttin' after nuttin'
I ain’t gotta make a call
I only gotta push a button
Only gotta push a button
Only gotta push a button
And if I say, "They on they way"
Then best believe they fuckin' comin'
Best believe they fuckin' comin'
Best believe they fuckin' comin'
Ok you with a hunnid niggas, or you with a hunnid hoes?
Don’t know, we be fuckin' on the low
Love it when she suck it slow
She be puttin' on a show
I can’t lie this bitch a pro
But she just another hoe
If it ain't about the dough, I’m hangin' up on niggas
Time is money, I ain’t got time to be playin' with these niggas
I just hit and cut her off, I know she layin' with these niggas
Ion want her, you can have her, she ain’t stayin' with me nigga
I just got a package
If that ass fat then I'ma grab it, I might try to stab it
Caught you out in traffic, you was lackin', you was lookin' average
Women run the planet, but you damaged, and got too much baggage
How I take advantage with no challenge? Baby I’ma savage
Wait a minute, why you catchin' feelings?
You knew we wasn’t chillin', even if I wasn’t hittin'
If it ain’t about no money, then that’s prolly why I’m spinning
I ain’t where I wanna be, I’m tryna stack it to the ceiling
I be thumbin' through that money
Countin' hunnid after hunnid
Countin' hunnid after hunnid
Countin' hunnid after hunnid
All this fuckin' and this suckin'
Got me nuttin' after nuttin'
Got me nuttin' after nuttin'
Got me nuttin' after nuttin'
I ain’t gotta make a call
I only gotta push a button
Only gotta push a button
Only gotta push a button
And if I say, "They on they way"
Then best believe they fuckin' comin'
Best believe they fuckin' comin'
Best believe they fuckin' comin'
Yeah I grew up in the hood, and I really came from nothing
Where I come from, everywhere you look around, it’s niggas stuntin'
Thought yo niggas some shooters, damn, why them niggas ducking
It be shoot outs broad day like, “God damn them niggas dumping”
If you know that bitch a freak, then nigga why the hell you cuffing?
Yeah you know I’m gettin' to it, but don’t know how much I’m touchin'
Got that drank up in my system, shit that’s prolly why I’m buzzin’
Ion want you or yo friends 'cause lows I’m tryna fuck yo cousin
You ain’t lie to kick it girl, yeah I see you crushin’
If you wanna ride the wave, then bitch you better get to brushin'
If you say you want a problem, they gon' leave yo head gushing
When it’s money on the flo', the only time a nigga rushing
Wait a minute, I’m tryna make a killin’
I den did it dealin', nigga I ain’t do it stealin'
If it’s makin' money, then my nigga get it how you live it
I ain’t pressed about that pussy 'cause I’m tryna touch a million

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